Butterfly Knights Productions www.butterflyknights.com hosted a night in association with the MTV ‘Staying Alive’ campaign (staying Alive is MTV’s global HIV and AIDS awareness and prevention campaign) at the Village Underground in Shoreditch (London) on Saturday 25th April.

It was held in a collection of recycled tube carriages and was a night of Live bands, DJs, Live fashion shows, Interactive cocktail bars, Magicians, Graffiti artists, Photo exhibitions, Live illustrations, Professional choreography…something totally different!

Live performances:
Folk-rock Paris band Folfox - A delicate heart-warming soulful sound, youll hang off every bouncy note - www.myspace.com/folfox

Indie band Life In Film An infectious and unique blend of indie pop is brought together by this truly exquisite 4 piece. Its sweet. Its catchy. It clever www.myspace.com/alifeinfilm

Funk rock band The Coolness An explosive combination where club rock disco meets electro pop. Think glam-electro, think catsuits, think psychedelic and funky disco thecoolness.net/

Electro/Rock act Kindle - A carefully crafted mesh of raw electro sound with an addictive rock melody - www.myspace.com/k4kindle

Butterfly Knight resident DJs Seeki-G and DJ Johan Ten Houten will be blasting out live eclectic mixes of the latest tracks in electro, tech, and progressive house seeing the crowds into the early hours

More DJs to be confirmed

Saturday 25th April
7pm-3am

Village Underground
54 Hollywell Lane
Shoreditch, London EC2A 3PQ

More information here.

Everyday, a picture per day, mainly shot in Paris. Daily Dust, a daily work to see righ there. Just a simple photoblog in Paris.

Paris, un samedi après-midi

un cortège où pour arranguer la foule,

on mélange Dieu, la cause tamoule et l’explication barbare,

peu d’images à faire, le défilé avance en accordéon de départ en vacances (du pouvoir)

Gaza se fait perdre son histoire par des dixaines de groupes

Qui, explosés, organisent des meetings différents place de la Nation

Pourtant se battre pour la paix est juste,
Pourtant j’ai vu pour la première fois des femmes arabes défiler en France

Main dans la main avec des associations juives, militantes ou simplement consternées

Mais à l’image des médias le lendemain on ne parla que des 180 interpelations,

Que des affrontements, des heurts

Forcément associer Gaza au jeune casseur, ça fait une histoire à raconter

Du désarroi dans l’objectif, ne plus trop savoir par où commencer

On nous interdit l’accès à la bande image là-bas,

Au script de la guerre ici

MAKING OF

400 people in Westbourne studios. The magics of Butterfly Knights happened. DJs saved my life. Dust was in the air, while elves and creatures were dancing with strange folks in deep.

Guitars, girls in black.

Shooters, night in white.

It was such a great time with you darling.

Don’t know where we were from and where we went to.

Just remember it was good.

Got the feelin’ we could be loved.

And high and dry and relieved.

And you, and you and you :

• Daniel Slotte
• Oliver Tabor
• Adrian Misskelly
• Feelin electro
• DJ Seeki-G
• DJ 10 Houten
• Dirtyphonic
• Soho Logic
• The Berettas
• Busdaphunk Design
• Darius
• Simontaneous
• Amisha
• Sophia Attias
• Rhiannon
• Zuber-D
• Slick Me

“Cause an Effect, the inaugural shindig from new creative group Butterfly Knights, fills the space under the Westway with a bevy of multimedia artists. Magicians and jugglers keep guests on their toes with perplexing illusion as DJ collective Feelin’ Electro spin blistering 4/4 electronica sets. Dirty Phonic pull out DIY live disco breaks; Adrian Miskelly shows off warped skills on the VJ decks; and there’s plenty of other dance, photography, performance and illustration to satisfy the highbrows in attendance.”

And I’ll be there

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There are habits
That are uncovered

When it’s about taking the stairs
Instead of the lift

Feeling the dust in a rainy scale,
Bogged and materializing,
Forms, shadows and monsters

The airy boy has gone with winter time
But his mind remains a free will

In the daily cold
In this daily ode

You take the tube
Or the scarry highway

You leave the town
Or tame the fears

Prisons are made to be broken
Like gravity or bookshops’ iron curtains

When there are no special effects
Nor blockbuster production

A wandering cigaret will serve the purpose

A smog in a cloudy day,
A daily Paris uncovered

“Cause an Effect” is an exciting new concept in entertainment brought to you by the Butterfly Knights team.

Featuring a collaboration of fabulous artists: musicians, visual artists, DJs, magicians, fashion and much more, “Cause an Effect” is an interactive show that keeps you enthralled throughout and is like nothing you have experienced before - a revue for the 21st century.

Laurent François (Lilzeon) will be here for an interactive exhibition among his work in Europe. He’ll also lead a performance of live photographying, linked to the DJ sets.

“Cause an Effect” will be held at Westbourne Studios, London, on 4th December 2008 (doors 7pm, show 8pm).

More information on the official website.

Girls in blue, coma white, girls for fun, gum & high.

Dancing, in a beat,

In a friends’box

Gifts, secrets, and the same highschool time

It’s strange how old you become
When it’s about looking in the mirror

With some dusts

And you realize

How closer from where you are

Things happen

Guess you could tell your own story. No lie, no fear. Your own cinema.

Guess you could be an actor. Guess you’d be the story and the teller.

Quentin can. He works for a famous French cinema company. And it all makes sense.

Shooting done in 77 minutes.

Café Babel publie notre carnet de route en 3 parties :

1. Sur la route serbe : une énergie de fête
2. Sur la route serbe : je n’ai pas connu la guerre
3. Sur la route serbe : entre désillusion et nostalgie

Et c’est traduit dans quelques langues européennes…Proxima estacion ? Allez savoir…

When it’s shining from my eyes

When it’s sparkling in my lenses
When my flash defeats the lights

I know it’s on its way

I know

Shivering,

It’s late outside
And so is my music, bringing me through nightmares

It was supposed to be love
It makes me wonder if it was not just a joke

Girls wanna have fun
And so do boys

There are hesitations when you protest

Roads are no more roads,
But kinds of lines,
Wherein to be in is complicated

Pavements have never been so useless
When people dance instead of cars

I love what I live
I hate what I experience

Essence driving my existence to a no man’s land
In the gay pride

Have you ever doubted ?
Of your true feelings?

Me never

and it’s a problem

I’ve ever been touched
By parents letting first their pushchairs cross the road

It is even worse when it’s about
Causes,
Wars,
Crimes

It makes me wonder that

If now babies are battles flags
My camera will be rags

Let’s say I’m a poet,
And I like it wet
Let’s say I’m a bitchy breast

And I like no rest
She was there against the wall,
Singing allelujah with a folk

I was here and whispering

Though I was gone in hysteria

That was hot and she does twotime me

That was gossip but the beat’s gone off

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It all starts 11 years ago. A beach and dead landscape in Southern France. First reflex camera and first digital Kodak. Camargue is a refugee camp wherein my lenses don’t fear the sand. My acne does.
It still keeps going. May, 2008. Expecting you. First book, done but open. Dust in the light. It happens here :

A project that I’ve achieved thanks to unexpected meetings, thanks to You of the world. Online craft here : http://staubprojekt.hors-sujet.com. Dust, not yet tired of chasing you.

If you wanna buzz it. Feel free. It’s not about becoming rich. It’s about fortune. And if you wanna do something, just contact me.

StaubProjekt. De la poussière, dans la lumière.

Ca commence il y a 11 ans. Camargue. Premier réflex, premier kodak numérique. La plage est un refuge où les objectifs craignent moins le sable que mon acnée personelle.
Ca se poursuit toujours. 2008, mai en attendant. Premier volet, fermé mais ouvert. De la poussière dans la lumière. Et ça se passe ici .

Courir le monde, un train, des prosumers, matrice infernale pourtant reste l’ailleurs, le résidu de l’équation de finance, pas d’équilibre, général, l’incohérence pour garder le cap, folie douce qui nous extraie de notre condition de fourmis, il faut être moderne, pas post ni has been , la lumière est une hésitation d’onde.

Un projet réalisé grâce à des rencontres de rien, des Toi du monde. Mis en pâture sur le web, sur http://staubprojekt.hors-sujet.com . Poussière poursuivie.

Si vous voulez buzzer le livre, n’hésitez pas. Ce n’est pas à propos de devenir riche. C’est à propos de la fortune. Si vous voulez en faire quelque chose, contactez-moi.

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Fornarina 2008. Paris. Shot in few minutes.

Fashion night, c’est le Carrousel du Louvre.

Nuit onirique, entre univers et lumière.
Séquençage. Là l’Orient, là Bowie.

Des guitares, et des mouches sur le visage.

La Belle, la Bête, sans grimage.

Ou si peu.

1er mai. Paris. Fête du travail. Eclairage mis par les syndicats sur les sans-papiers.

Place d’Enfer, Rochereau au rapport.

1760 et sortir de Paris
2008 et entrer en Bastille
Feuille d’impôts mais pas de passeport

ID-TGV pour les cuisines des ports,
Royal macadam, c’est le ticket pour la TV

Ou un sitting à la CGT.

Allez savoir.

There are their smiles and I wonder,
If the media themselves drove me to hate

Was it a pure non-sense ?
Was I a victim of their say ?

Or maybe today was another day in coma
Like insuline when you shiver ?

Olympic games, wasting plain

Republic square
Illegitimate talks

We all smile for men in blue
And no one asks them for a red balloon

I’m kinda troubled by the syringe
Love hate, peaceful fate

And we keep on demonstrating
Where’s Beijing from here ?